Forget-me-nots

Said goodbye to ———— in April, a year ago
How’s she’s missed, she’ll never know
she knew she was loved, so many cared
But that didn’t mean, her life was spared
She loved all flowers and deserved to have lots
Particularly snowdrops and forget-me-knots
If we could Only Call her - just to hear her voice 
Would mean everything to us, to have that choice